"'Tell me to sit down, just help me.'" What do you mean? Gao Zhen thought about this sentence as he entered the smoke city through the west gate.

Is there anything special about my name? No, I don't. Did he know me before? From his laboratory, it can be seen that those things are basically brought from the present world, that is, he is also a player from the present world? Have I ever seen such a person before......

Takatsu thought for a moment, then shook his head. Since the end of that intramural competition, I have encountered many things that I can't figure out. Now he decided to put down these unclear things first and concentrate on one thing, after all, his sister has now been healed, and he has also arrived in a big city in the fairy world.

So what is the current need to do well? Sitting back and feeling like eating.

Just after he came out of Fang Senior's laboratory, he met the Yunyan Six Heroes in the square, and they were dealing with the big and small things in the sect. Due to this trip to Dust Island, almost all of them were dispatched, resulting in two or three days, some things in the sect were not taken care of, and now they had to pick them up one by one.

But fortunately, these are all commonplace little things. For example, the immortal grass planted by a disciple has died, and there are no cultivation materials. Another example is which pair of male disciples and female disciples want to become immortal couples, and they live and fly together. The Six Heroes of Yunyan have long been accustomed to it, and it is not difficult to do these things.

Gao Zuo didn't want to disturb them, so he wanted to go down the mountain on his own. As a result, as soon as he came to the archway of Yunyanmen, he was stopped by the senior brother Yu Yan, he took out some copper coins from his arms and handed them to Gao Zhen, saying that he would take them down the mountain to buy something to eat, and by the way, take a look around Yancheng and familiarize himself with the environment.

After coming to the fairy world, Gao Zhen didn't touch a penny, so he was not embarrassed at this time, and accepted it directly. He knew that the six heroes of Yunyan were all third-order or above immortal cultivators, and they must have all cultivated the "Bigu Technique", one of the three basic exercises of immortal cultivators, and they didn't need to eat much at all.

The so-called "Bigu technique" is a kind of practice that after cultivation, there is no need to eat, or only a small amount of food is needed. This kind of exercise, like the other two of the three basic exercises: "Imperial Technique" and "Immortal Technique", is a compulsory practice for almost every immortal cultivator. It's just that the cultivation conditions for this kind of exercise are the third order, and after joining a sect, you must find the corresponding exercise cheats in the sect's "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" before you can cultivate.

Gao Zhen looked at the dozen or so copper coins in his hand, and his heart was a little entangled. Based on the prices in the fairy world that he knew, this amount of money was only enough for him to eat two meals. You can't always ask the senior brother for money, right? If you haven't reached the third order yet, shouldn't you find some way to be self-reliant in this immortal world?

He recalls how he made his money in college. He remembers working in a bubble tea shop in front of the school and handing out flyers in the dormitory.

But these methods of making money don't seem to be applicable in this fairy world, because these miscellaneous jobs are generally snatched away by those ordinary people. Employers don't want people with the ability to cultivate immortals to complete these tasks, because they are too troublesome, and from time to time they will ask for leave because of this or that, or some kind of retreat and cultivation, and once they ask for leave, it will be decades......

Thinking about my major in college and middle school, computer science, I suddenly felt that my head was big. You can't open an Internet company in this fairy world, there is not even a computer here, even if you bring one from this world, what should you do with the customer? I don't have to think about it, it seems that I have studied in vain for a few years in college.

In desperation, he could only look around, wanting to see what ways to make money in this huge smoke city.

It's midday, and the streets of Smoke City are at their busiest of the day. The comings and goings of people and carriages still crowded the already wide road. This is the time to eat, and the restaurants on the street are very lively, some people stand in front of the store to solicit customers, and some restaurants even hold performances at the door to attract customers.

At the entrance of this tavern called "Drunken Man Pavilion", there is a person performing "drinking".

It was a handsome young man in a white robe and dressed in a chic manner. He carried a three-foot sword in his right hand and a wine gourd in his left hand. He suddenly raised the wine gourd to drink a big sip of wine, suddenly lifted the long sword and danced a sword, and suddenly hung the wine gourd on the tip of the sword, playing an "acrobatics", the whole body hung upside down, turned his hand to hold the sword, tilted his head, and poured the wine in the gourd into his mouth.

Dancing with a sword and drinking wine, this is not enough, he still has to recite poetry. So he waved the long sword in his hand and read:

"The three-foot long sword can't cut through lovesickness. Defying the sky, stepping through the blue and yellow springs. ”

"Good poetry! What a poem! As soon as he finished reading, the surrounding onlookers began to applaud and applaud, some went up to the bowl beside him and threw a few copper coins, while others walked into the drunkard pavilion and prepared to have a drink.

Takazumi smiled and shook his head slightly. He didn't have the skills, he couldn't dance a sword, he couldn't drink, and he couldn't recite poetry. It seems that no matter where it is, in this world or in the fairy world, money will still be earned by those who have the ability.

Suddenly, he was attracted by a building not far ahead, it was a wooden building, and a sign hung on the upper floor, on which were written the words "Leaning on the Red Mansion".

No, no, no, Gao Zhen immediately shook his head, saying that he was wrong, the one he saw just now should be a green building, and the money in his hand didn't even have a bowl of tea in the green building. What attracted him was the building next to it. The building was of an ordinary structure and looked relatively modest on the outside, but nevertheless, it was the most lively, with too many people in and out to count, and the room was full of people.

"I'm betting big!"

"I'm betting small!"

"Haha, I've won again! It's all mine! ”

Such a kind of voice came and went, and Gao Zhen smiled, it turned out to be a gambling house.

On the door hung several pieces of coarse cloth, on which was written the name of the gambling house - "Fu Mantang".

"What a cheesy name." I muttered to myself, wanting to go inside and take a look.

Suddenly, several big men came out of the gambling house, and they dragged a young man in their hands.

"Smack!" The big men shook their hands, and the young man was swept into the air, drew a perfect curve, and fell heavily to the ground with a muffled thud. Everyone who passed by felt pain for him.

"Call you out of the old man! This doesn't seem like the first time I've caught you! If I see you come to our gambling house again, I'll break your legs!" Ahh Dead poor ghost! A man with a sharp beak followed him, scolded the young man who had fallen to the ground, and spat on him.

"Tut-tut, it turned out to be a man who was beaten out by the people in the gambling house." Some passers-by saw this scene and commented.

He looked at the young man, who was dressed in a navy blue robe, with his hair neatly tied behind his head, and was dressed very cleanly, and did not look like a poor man at all. Strangely, around his waist, there was a bulging light yellow cloth bag on the left and right, which seemed to contain many round, coppercoin-like things.

What is that? Gao Zhen has never seen such a thing, could it be a bag for money, which is full of copper coins? It's impossible, if it's money, it will definitely be confiscated by the owner of the archway, after all, the money may be out of the thousands.

The young man fell hard, and his bones seemed to fall apart. He gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground, still a little unsteady. He reached out and patted the stains and dust on his body, looking dejected.

Then, he rolled up his sleeves, exposed his arms, and inexplicably punched his own arms.

He scolded while beating back: "It's all your fault!" It's all your fault! I want you to have the same sound as 'mold'! It's bad luck for me every day! Bad luck! ”

What do you mean? Gao Zhen's curiosity was aroused, and he stepped forward to see what was going on.

As a result, he was stunned, the young man had a tattoo on his arm, and it was a "plum blossom"!